When I first transitioned in my late teens, I had become very good friends with a person who is still my very best friend even to this day.
Although we both knew each other before I transitioned, it was when I was confused about myself, and experimenting that we bumped into each other very late one night. Both of us were completely shocked and embarrassed, as I was dressed as a girl, and my friend was working the streets.
Neither of us knew anything about each others secret lives, but once the complete shock and embarrassment had subsided, we both sat down and talked to each other about our situations.
For the very first time in my life I had met someone who I could talk openly to, and someone who accepted me, and understood how I felt.
When I transitioned my parents couldn't accept me, and basically I just walked away from home, and went to live with my new friend.
Times were very hard, she was struggling to bring up two young children on her own, after her boyfriend walked out on her, and I had no job, or money to give her, for rent.
The only option I had was to join her on working on the streets to make a living. As a very young, and relatively inexperienced teenager it was left to my friend, and the other girls she knew who worked in the red light area to teach me the ropes.
There was a regular man who all the girls knew, who used to let the girls shelter from the rain and bad weather in his car. He also used to arrange clients for the girls at a big railway goods yard that was very close by.
He would organise bookings for the girls with the railway workers who were working nights.
As a thank you for the bookings and for letting us shelter in his car, whoever happened to be in the front passenger seat with him, had an agreement with the others, that she would give him a free BJ as a thank you.
He never booked any of the girls for sex, but he always asked whoever gave him the BJ for her panties as a sort of souvenir.
Everyone knew him as Gus ,( nobody knew his proper name, but it was Gus as short for Gusset, because of his collection of the girls knickers).
Because of my situation, all I ever did was BJs or hand jobs, I never had full sex at that time.
All of the other girls knew about my situation, but I honestly don't know if Gus ever did.
This arrangement had obviously been going on for a number of years, and long before I arrived on the scene, and it was an arrangement that everyone was obviously very happy and satisfied with.
Late one evening after Jenny had put her children to bed, and we were getting ready to go out, as we were getting dressed she took my knickers from out of my draw and put them on.
She then started to finger herself to an orgasm. She took off the soaking wet knickers and handed them back to me.
She said that the others had decided that it was my turn to give Gus his treat tonight, and so, I had to wear the soaking wet knickers until I gave them to Gus.
Although a little uncomfortable, I quickly developed Jenny's scent and aroma down below, as the knickers slowly began to dry on me.
Eventually it was time to give Gus his treat. To this day, I will never know if he knew that I was trans or not, but he never made any comments, or talked about it to me, and he seemed delighted with his treat and gift.
As time went on, and Jenny and myself became even closer friends, this scenario continued for a number of years, and we frequently used to work together on specific escort agency bookings